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Andre Christon Poem
Dear Son
We haven't met yet, Well not per-say,
First think I want to say,
Know that with my heart I love you,
I love you with my whole heart and soul,
I know that i haven't seen you yet,
Don't fret you'll be one charmer of a guy,
I hope your first words are daddy,
That would make your mother cry,
She is here too,
she thinks you can hear her even though your no bigger than an eye,
I heard her sing you a song,
I had to try and convince her that
dust flew in my eye,
Truth it made me cry,
I'm trying to be poetic,
I'm as good as cat in the hat,
After that I'm no good,
For you my first, my only,
The poetry I speak is truth,
My dearest son I'd be crushed
if anything happens to you,
I can't wait to teach you catch,
Mom says school comes first,
I'm jumping the gun,
We haven't even met in person,
My only begotten son,
I know this might sound weird,
I know you already, I don't know how,
I don't know why, I just know it's true,
Dear Son I love you.
Copyright © Andre Christon | Year Posted 2016
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